Not the Same

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The air inside Frostholm Citadel was cold, biting at Hyunjin's skin even within the thick stone walls of the Han Kingdom's royal palace. The winter chill of Winterhold was ever-present, a constant reminder of the kingdom's icy reputation. But even with the cold, there was an unsettling warmth in the tension that simmered within the palace—the weight of political unrest had turned the citadel into a pressure cooker.

Hyunjin walked toward the entrance to the villa garden, where a small, private retreat had been set up for the royal crown princes while the summit was temporarily suspended. His new guard, Jackson Wang, walked a step behind him, his movements as precise as a blade cutting through the air. Jackson, one of the elite soldiers of the Golden Palace, had been sent to protect Hyunjin while Chan recovered. But despite Jackson's flawless service, the formality between them felt suffocating.

 But despite Jackson's flawless service, the formality between them felt suffocating

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"Your Highness," Jackson's voice was quiet, yet commanding. "The other princes are already gathered in the garden. Should I remain here or follow?"

Hyunjin paused for a moment, glancing over his shoulder. "You can remain by the entrance, Jackson. I need a moment with them."

Jackson gave a sharp nod. "Understood, Your Highness."

Hyunjin stepped into the villa garden, his breath forming small clouds in the frosty air. The contrast between the warmth of the heated stones beneath his feet and the cold wind brushing past his face was unsettling, but he welcomed it. The garden was quiet and peaceful, a place that felt like a world apart from the chaos unraveling within the walls of the citadel.

Seated together under a snow-dusted gazebo were Felix, Jeongin, and Jisung. They looked up as Hyunjin approached, their faces breaking into tired but genuine smiles. For a moment, it felt like they were children again—attending royal events, getting into trouble, and sneaking away from their responsibilities. But the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on all of them now.

"There you are," Felix said with a grin, though there was a flicker of concern in his eyes

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"There you are," Felix said with a grin, though there was a flicker of concern in his eyes. "We thought Jackson had dragged you into some kind of boot camp."

Hyunjin smiled weakly as he sat beside them, pulling his cloak tighter around his shoulders. "He's... different."

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